I leave shreds of my soul on every experience.
Oriana FallaciRead
I've found what I was looking for, Child: what people call love between a man and a woman is a season. And if, at its flowering, this season is a feast of greenery, at its waning, it's only a heap of rotting leaves.
Interpretation
Love is temporary and can change over time, much like the seasons.
In this quote, Oriana Fallaci suggests that what people often consider love between partners is fleeting, akin to the changing of seasons. Initially, love can be lush and vibrant, resembling a flourishing garden in spring, but as time passes, it can decay and diminish, becoming less appealing, much like the remnants of autumn leaves. This perspective highlights the transient nature of romantic love and warns against the idealization of its permanence.
In practice
To reflect on the nature of relationships during a wedding speech.
I leave shreds of my soul on every experience.
I know ours is a world made by men for men, their dictatorship is so ancient it even extends to language.
A lot of women ask themselves why they should bring a child into the world? So that it will be hungry, so that it will be cold, so that it will be betrayed and humiliated, so that it will be slaughtered by war or disease? They reject the hope that its hunger will be satisfied, its cold warmed, that loyalty and respect will accompany it through life, that it will be a devote a life to the effort to eliminate war and disease.
You cannot govern, you cannot administrate, with an ignoramus.
What are the symbols of American strength, wealth, power and modernity? Certainly not jazz and rock and roll, not chewing-gum or hamburgers, Broadway or Hollywood. It's their skyscrapers. Their Pentagon. Their science. Their technology.
I am known for a life spent in the struggle for freedom, and freedom includes the freedom of religion.
I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.
Love? Be it man. Be it woman. It must be a wave you want to glide in on, give your body to it, give your laugh to it, give, when the gravelly sand takes you, your tears to the land. To love another is something like prayer and can't be planned, you just fall into its arms because your belief undoes your disbelief.
The moment we begin to seek love, love begins to seek us. And to save us.
Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!_x000D_ What a task_x000D_ to ask_x000D_ of anything, or anyone,_x000D_ yet it is ours,_x000D_ and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
...if you ever wonder what you've done in your life, and everyone does wonder sooner or later, you have been God's grace to me, a miracle, something more than a miracle.
Because of a great love, one is courageous.
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